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thatdeadaquarius · 1 year

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HELLO IT IS I AGAIN (Razor's mom /real)

So you know those imposters aus where characters chase the reader for being an 'impersonator'?

What if... It's a continuation from my ask (where we meet Razor first before everyone), and Razor is just confused at the patrolling knights near Wolvendom constantly asking him if he have saw 'the impostor'

Tbh he just shakes his head. Who tf is the impostor????? Wtf is an impostor???????

Many question marks later..

He had encountered an epiphany (not really it's just the Springvale ppl talking about someone copying the creator's looks).

The 'Impostor' they have been searching is you.

But you're not an impostor! Razor knows it! Andrius knows it! And with how the nature and the monster responded to you, Teyvat knows it too!

So like the good son he is, he sheltered you even more severely.

Ur not allowed to go out of his sights at this point (he'll still take you to places with many lampgrasses if you still wanna make a crown w it)

And my imagination ends there, do you think there's something else he'd do?

Ty for answering my last request btw, ur the best and I hope you get your favorite characters w one 10 pull and your desired artifacts w the best stats <3

Much love and sweets

-Razor's mom

RAZOR'S MOM!! HELLO aw im so glad u liked it :)

Srry about the late reply! 💜💜💜

Ok, so I think this is a good time to point to my shiny

Writing Requests/About Me Post I have pinned on my 👉 blog!!👈💅 taaa daaaa :) i did it guys here ya go

Yall have been GREAT so far abt keeping the requests chill and fun, and i dont have that many "Donts" that arent obvious (homophobia, transphobia, ableism,etc)

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Dont worry Razor Mom, i just wanted to use this as a way to talk about this!! /nm /gen

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About Imposter AU, there are plenty of other blogs/posts that write for that or posts under SAGAU tag! :)

I said wayyy earlier on in some of my first asks, but basically I really want to lighten up the Genshin SAGAU / Isekai tag and branch out from all these darker Imposter AUs :)

And also add more world-building posts or AUs <3

(language brainrot for example)!!

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TL;DR: I am not accepting hunting down/yandere/cult au/imposter au Genshin Sagau, only a funny or chill version of it.

Please check my writing rules post :)

Example: u look like Creator, but everybody's like, "oh lucky them wow rlly blessed, have a free drink, etc.

OR omfg where r they?? They descended to Teyvat oh fuck we lost our god-"

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Heres the Razor post !!!

If u wanna check it out :]

Cracks knuckles, Saddle up Baby, bc its time for my version of the Imposter AU 🤭😋😈

(and sorry for answering super late/possible scare Razor mom anon!! :'/ )

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So it begins rlly small right?

Like, Razor does not know the new knight patroling Wolvendom's borders

,, weird but ok, he thinks basically

And then when it was time to visit some domains a little closer to Springvale for grinding

(Or rlly just to get some of their tiny restaurants homemade food yumm)

He notices more Favonius knights lurking around than usual

Or at least widening their patrols

And hes like wtf?

Ur like, huh.

I'll ask Springvale ppl wtf goin on

The locals respond that the search for the Great Creator has begun.

...

...you and Razor: 👁👄👁 w h o m s t ❔️

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Upon further questioning

(which was apparantly weird that yall didnt know, but eh, u just used the whole "feral wolf child with feral blacksmith parent living in woods ignorance" excuse)

Admittedly yall, quite literally, live under a rock lmao

They explain theres a whole ass prophecy

Abt how the Great Architect would succumb to a long slumber somewhere else in the vast universe after making the planet.

And when the time is right, they will reconnect to Teyvat, and awaken, and descend in a mortal form

(like the archons)

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..but the kicker is nobody knows wtf they look like bc:

1. All that lore is hella crumbly and old, and very hard to translate

2. Mortal forms sometimes look different than god forms, so even if they did know some defining features of the Creator, that wasnt guaranteed to be them...

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(i.e. they will have brown eyes, well. Thats a fuckton of ppl with brown eyes innit? 💀)

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So thru certain signs, that this mysterious prophecy wooooo

Said would happen, the nations of Teyvat and their many supernatural inhabitants are aware the ultimate god has descended

(The crops flourished? Animals got more wily, many of the sick ppl got better for no reason, the Irminsul started regrowing/filling out its base- like how it looked like a lightning struck tree rn 💀)

So every country are now trying to find them to be the first to welcome them home

Needless to say its lowkey a competition

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Meanwhile you and Razor are just:

... (゜▽゜;)

"Haha yeah cool..."

(Andrius already told u what u r to Teyvat and explained to Razor)

Ur both immediately slapping a cloak on u and keeping the hood up all the time

Yall dont wanna be seperated :(

Ur both paranoid for diff reasons,

Razor's just scared his Lupical is going to be taken from him again bc there r better, more refined humans wanting to be ur Lupical ;-;

And ur like-

Omfg that sounds like sm work 💀

While its nice to daydream abt what itd be like to be famous, realistically,

U could not handle that shit.

People crowding you all the time?

U cant just look busted anywhere u go, like a midnight snack run

Ppl would also expect u be,

Responsible??

To act like a competent ruler maybe???

Hell no.

U just wanted to play a pretty gacha game and spoil ur skrunklies

(At least, if they do wanna call u that, they dont make u do anything political 💀 but u doubt it)

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Needless to say, Razor is glued to ur side everywhere u go.

A domain a half mile away? Oh he'll come with dw

Ur gonna go stop by that food merchant further up the road for ingredients? Cool he'll sniff the best ones!

Ur going to see Andrius??

Oh he needed to see him too-

😭😭🥺🥺 poor babe

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Surprisingly enough,

Or maybe not his house is right tf there

Diluc is the first person to actually recognize you.

Razor had been subtly steering u away from Mondstadt for 3 weeks now, ever since yall talked to the Springvale locals

An u cant say u didnt notice, but u werent rlly stopping him

You wanted to be like Venti, chillin among the ppl regardless of ur powers, not the Raiden Shogun :/

And maybe shock some ppl who dont know ur a god like him too lol

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Diluc had been looking around the lesser patroled areas of Mondstadt to search for the Architect

He didn't even need those incompetent knights to tell him their god had finally descended

He already saw the signs long before Mondstadt

Bc youve been in Wolvendom, the area has flourished over time, more fish in the water, more game to hunt and bigger, crows making circles in the sky despite there being no corpse

And one of the closest places to you,

Is the Dawn Winery.

Diluc's security against Venti began to hold up better, the staff didn't have to clean as much things like dirt or weather damage to the manor,

His hawk had never been faster delivering his letters, he almost thought the little guy had been drugged with something

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He patroled Stormterror's Lair, and deep in the woods surrounding the manor that the knights hadn't bother to go into

Afterall, he figured you'd never had a mortal form before, so u were unlikely to fend for urself for very long in the woods lol

so he wanted to find u quick (aww softy :')

He even made a trip out to the Thousand Wind Temple and Dragonspine (he did report that one to the knights, he didn't want Amber, Bennett, or Creator-forbid Klee, being the few pyro users to have to explore it)

Finally, after doing the further away locations, siginificant in history and rich with leftover magic

Diluc figured that's where you might land first, so he saved Wolvendom for last

It would at least let him check on that wolf kid and maybe get to talk to him long enough to ask him if he's seen anything unusual.

The lord of Dawn Winery manor heads into the Wolvendom woods, just as sunset colors the trees...

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It was a Friday evening, the sun was setting, the weather was pleasant and it was time for all of the Lupical to come together and eat a big feast!! :)

About once a month, Andrius will come out for a few nights and dine with all of yall

Hes an old wolf give him a break, he takes long naps

So u cook lots of Mondstadt favorites to eat on and a few Liyue dishes too

Razor, ur favorite helper, has helped u finish the last dish and is now romping around with the puppies bless <3

U guys have dragged ur coffee table dining table setup out to sit and eat at

Andrius lets out a not too loud, not too quiet howl, and as the wolves, Razor and you lmao join in

Yall dig in, bones flying everywhere, spagetti noodles flingling around, it would put toddlers to shame lol

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Diluc hears a howl that is too... big to be a regular wolf.

It filled the air of Wolvendom like no howl before it, as he used the glowing lampgrass to help light the path deeper

He sneaks past a hilichurl camp or two, all fast asleep

He scans the woods, and figures he'll search the woods besides the path after he gets to that old stone carved pit-

Food?

Diluc sniffs the air, and squints deeper into the forest

The black branches shade the way ahead, but just barely... he can see the flicker of orange and blue light?

He summons his claymore, bracing it on his shoulder, and creeps into the treeline to better hide him

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You swear to god (dammit swear to.. you??) someone is watching you.

You look around the piles of fluffy doggos, happy and stuffed full they r slowly forming puppy piles

Andrius is finishing his meat platter, also sitting on all four legs on the ground

Razor is splayed on his back beside you, eyes closed, his feet sticking out the other side of the table, u chuckle at him

But not a single Lupical seems to be looking at you.

Gulping down your last few bites, you scan the treeline

U refuse to be that bitch in a horror movie where their gut says smth is off and they brush it off or barely look at their surroundings

Turning around to the treeline behind you, u see something... red fur?

U sit up some more, peering over the bushes at the bottom of the trees

You meet a pair of warm brown eyes, widened like they're just as shocked to see you

As u notice his familiar red high ponytail (but also not?? Its weird going from 2D to 3D and still recognizing bitches)

U peer down at his chest, as he carefully stands out of the foliage-

That familiar star shaped button that u can press for the character menu screen, the same thats on Razor, on Benny, on Fischl, on Lisa-

Hovers over Diluc's chest.

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Diluc is in the bush, observing the human(???) stranger (he really doesnt want to attract the attention of that.. giant spirit wolf thing)

The figure sitting at a ... table?? (He can barely process all these absurdities at once, hes only got so much brain space)

Has sensed his presence, and as he grips his claymore, ready to demand answers,

Razor startles, and jumps up, smelling the pyro user, he summons his weapon-

The figure locks eyes with him, and all he sees is gold.

Diluc drops his claymore.

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Have a cliffhanger bc idk 🤷‍♂️ Also srry it wasnt exactly Mondstadt finding u, and it somehow turned into a whole scenario?? Idk man

🤧 welp i hope that was decent Razor mom! Tysm for ur sweet feedback abt our beloved son 🙏💜🐺

Feel free to always talk again, thru comments, asks whatever!! :D

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Cheers,

💀♒️

(guys im so stupid i coud've been signing off with this simple emoji combo the whole time,, 😭i didnt actually think abt emojifying my name, just making it look pretty with some of my fav emojis... 😔)

If anyone reads this u should let me know which one is better lol

💀♒️

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

OR like a combo???

♡my beloved♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

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vodika-vibes · 5 months

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Im on my period rn and I have endometriosis so I’m in a lot of pain and I was wondering how Fixer would take care of a reader with severe period pains…I have severe Fixer brainrot…

However if you‘re not comfortable writing something like this I apologize 🙈

Painful Days

Summary: Fixer takes care of you when you're paralyzed with pain.

Pairing: Clone Commando Fixer x Reader

Word Count: 619

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: Sorry that this is so short. I get migraines when I'm on my period so I legitimately don't know how people take care of normal periods. I don't like it when people breathe near me when I'm on mine, lol.

You exhale slowly, trying to breathe through the pain of your cramps, as you curl up on your couch.

You’re going to be fine. You always are. But sometimes the pain is harder to ignore than other times.

And by that, you mean that you can sometimes work through the pain. This, unfortunately, isn’t one of those times.

A particularly sharp stab of pain causes you to grit your teeth and curl around your heating pad. This was supposed to help. The fact that it never has before isn’t important, it’s supposed to work this time.

“The pain medicine hasn’t kicked in yet?” Fixer asks as he smooths his hand through your hair.

“Sure it has.” You say through clenched teeth, “I no longer feel like using a knife to cut out my uterus. That’s a step up.”

Fixer doesn’t say anything for a moment, “Does curling up like that actually help?” He finally asks.

You pout at him, “It does in my head.”

“So that would be no, then.”

“If you’re not going to be helpful-” You say with a glare.

“Ah, I brought a bar of chocolate. As well as some hot tea. But you have to sit up before I give either to you.”

You consider his offerings for a moment, and then decide that they are acceptable gifts, so you slowly sit up. Fixer flashes a small smile at you, and you feel a surge of affection for him, “Will you sit with me?” You ask.

“As if you have to ask.” Fixer replies as he sets your favorite mug on the table, and then drops on the couch next to you.

You immediately climb into his lap and set your head under his chin, pulling his arms around your lower stomach to hold your heating pad in place.

“Better?” Fixer asks, as he adjusts you slightly so that you’re more comfortably situated on his lap.

You consider everything for a moment, “I’m not worse,” You finally decide, “Which is about the best I’m going to get, I think.”

Fixer reaches around you and grabs your mug to set it in your hands, “Well, it’s not perfect, but I’ll take it. We can order something salty and greasy for dinner tonight. I know that makes you feel better.”

“You hate salty and greasy.”

“There are a lot of things I hate that I’ll put up with because you want them.” Fixer replies easily, “You’re worth it, cyare.”

You smile up at him adoringly, “I love you, did you know that?” You ask.

“You’ve made it glaringly obvious, yes.” Fixer replies as he leans in and kisses the back of your head, “I love you too, you know. Why else would I put up with all of this?” There’s no heat in his voice, though, and you don’t take his words harshly.

You shift on his lap so you’re able to press a light kiss against his jaw, and you smile when he lowers his chin so he can kiss you properly. “You know,” He murmurs, “There is something that I can do to help with the cramps.”

You sigh softly, “Maybe later, when the pain is a little less.” You reply against his lips, “But it’ll be messy.”

“That’s what towels are for. Or just using the shower. Either is fine with me.” Fixer replies.

You allow your head to thump against his shoulder, “I’ll think about it. When the pain is a little less. Thank you, Fixer.”

“You don’t have to thank me for taking care of you, cyare. That’s my job.” He kisses your temple, and tightens his grip around you. “Drink your tea, it’s going to get cold.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”

#star wars #tcw #clone commando fixer x reader #fixer x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

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hiraya-rawr · 1 year

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I stumbled across your Kaeya and Diluc's younger sibling AU and it made me think.

I could never deal with my brothers being estranged from both me and themselves. It would be a huge problem. And how do I deal with my problems? By ignoring if or running away. Pretend it doesn't exist until it fades into the background and I gain apathy to it.

So now I imagine the brothers finally meeting their younger sibling, whom they haven't seen in several years, and being treated as if they were distant cousins or something. Strangers even. Not children who grew up together and called the same man "father". No, you looked at them with a kind but ultimately distant gaze.

You wouldn't be awkward or nervous, you'd just talk to them how one would usually speak to a stranger. Pleasant and polite, but no real connection or depth to the conversation.

And it would devastate them. Because in their memories, their little sibling would cling and ramble about their day at every opportunity. The child in their memories would offer the sweetest smiles and the warmest hugs. But the person in front of them was no longer that child, and apparently, no longer their loving little sibling.

And while they struggle with this new information, they both see the younger child (because you would always be a child in their eyes) light up. Expression so similar to how you used to do when they both returned home from the work, exhausted but back home to you and father, and run past them into someone's arms.

At first they are shocked, angry feelings of overprotectiveness rising in them that you seem to have gotten so close to an older man (What is your relationship with him? He seems too old to be so close to someone as young as yourself. Is it platonic? Is it romantic?) until you happily mutter "big brother!" And they think about the fact that they finally lost you.

Or maybe they had lost you a long time ago. Maybe the youngest Ragnvindr child died along with Crepus that day. It just took until now for them to notice.

(Also I think it'd be hilarious if that man was Childe.)

the amount of Childe brainrots ive received from the Ragnvindr Sibling brainrots— aaaaaah I guess it would make sense

personally, im all for an MC who treats Diluc & Kaeya the same way you'd treat an ol' friend you bump into in the groceries. A "hi, hello, how have you been, it's been a while huh hahaha" but deep down there's a tinge of hurt disguised in the nonchalance.

#hira prompt #ragbros #diluc #kaeya #genshin #genshin familial

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hayaku14 · 2 years

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hiii!! i think youve mentioned that you're not the biggest fan of receiving asks because they can be hard to respond to and i hope im not being a bother!! but id like to drop some kaishin brainrot here in ur inbox if thats alright! if not totally feel free to ignore this lol

a thought for the scrunklies... i cant stop thinking about shinichi getting affected by cases and their outcomes so i will apply this thought to kaishin: a victim who resembles kuroba in some away leaves a hard strain on shinichis heart.

kuroba doesnt know about this case, but he does pick up on the subtleties on how shinichi is way closer in proximity than usual. more cuddly, more clingy. perhaps after we could have some heist angst idk... but the thought of whatever causes the reaction isnt important. what's important is: shinichi's lips start to quiver and its unavoidable, he starts to sob in front of kuroba. heavy breathing and blotchy tears, hes clinging to kuroba with such a strong grip that it starts to physically hurt. one thing leads to another and shinichi ends up in his lap, clinging to him and quietly crying into his neck while kaito rubs his back, murming; "i love you, great detective," or "i know, i know. s'okay now..." kuroba never sees him cry so he eventually starts to silently cry too. they just end up sobbing into one another.

i need someone to envision this w me and youre the kaishin brainrot god soooo <3

WHAT?!?!? WHO TOLD YOU THAT?!!?!?!??!? Was it me? LOL.

Noooo, I LOVE asks!! Send them any time! It's not that it's hard to respond, it's just that I'm often late at replying lol so I feel bad about it but if you don't mind waiting for me to reply then ask away!!! (Speaking of, this is also kinda late I'm sorry lol ;-;)

I WILL NEVER IGNORE KAISHIN BRAINROT

AND OH MY GOD YOU SENT ME ANGSTY KAISHIN BRAINROT???? I FUCKING LOVE YOU ANON

I absolutely LOVE the idea of a case hitting a little too close to home for Shinichi. It's not just for Kaito too. There's a child kidnapping? He hangs out with the detective boys. There's a serial rapist going around that targets young women? He constantly checks up on Ran and Sonoko.

For Shinichi to break down like that though, he must've been building it up for quite a while. I can only imagine that it's an ongoing case with several victims already. All probably similar to Kaito.

Megure wants to take him off the case because he knows Kaito is his boyfriend but there's no way Shinichi is gonna stop trying to catch a criminal who's targeting people with the same profile as Kaito.

Kaito must've seen Shinichi deteriorate too. Long cases always take a toll on Shinichi but Kaito can see that this one is different. For one, Shinichi seems determined not to tell him details other than asking him to be more careful and to just take a cab if he's going home late (Kaito would’ve been insulted for the lack of faith if not for how worried and distraught Shinichi looked). There's also the increase of coffee intake, the sleepless nights. The nightmares. (Also the increase in skinship and clinginess like you said!! the image of clingy, worried, and upset shinichi is too cute i want it so much lol).

He’s clingy and attached to Kaito by the hip whenever he’s around but for some reason Shinichi can’t look at him in the eye for too long. How could he when every time he see Kaito he remembers the bloodied remains of several victims that looks like him? How could he when he isn’t even close to catching the murderer that threatens his whole world? How could he when every time he looks at Kaito’s eyes, so full of love and life, he can almost see them staring at him: unseeing, dull, and lifeless.

Shinichi is frustrated because cases that he’s involve in don’t usually last this long and for some reason it had to be a case where there’s an actual threat to the love of his life. He’s tired, upset, frustrated, and little desperate to catch this guy already cause he’s about to go out of his mind with worry.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust Kaito to take care of himself. He does. It’s what he loves about their relationship. It’s what helps him sleep at night. But being bombarded by images of lifeless bodies that resemble Kaito while helpless to actually do something about it is haunting Shinichi. He trusts Kaito, he does. But he also needs control. He has to find this guy and make sure no more harm will come to anyone else. Especially Kaito.

Maybe what triggers Shinichi's breakdown is Kaito finally confronting him about it. There’s no way Kuroba Kaito of all people would see this happening and not do an investigation of his own. Extracting information is as easy as breathing to him after all. He asks Shinichi’s friends. He digs around Division 1. He knows now why Shinichi is acting like this. But a part of him wants Shinichi to tell him himself.

Still, Kaito would've brought it up sooner but this case was different that he was sure Shinichi would've deflected rather than communicated properly if he pushed. Kaito sees that it's gone too far though and decides to confront him.

“Shinichi, you need to talk to me.”

“Talk about what?”

“I know about the case.”

Shinichi’s eyes widen for a second and looks away. Kaito reaches for Shinichi’s hands and squeezes.

“Shinichi, look at me.”

“Please?”

Shinichi turns to look. He’s unsure and unsteady but Kaito’s gaze holds him firmly in place. Kaito lets go of his hands to hold both of his cheeks in a gentle caress. For the first time in weeks, Shinichi lets himself sink deep into Kaito’s gaze.

“Hey,” Kaito says softly as if trying not to spook him, “I’m here. I’m safe. I promise I’ll be safe. So please? Talk to me, Shinichi.”

Like cracks on a dam, Shinichi’s eyes water. His are brows furrows deeply and his jaw shut tight in stubbornness but he holds Kaito’s gaze, not yet ready to turn away after weeks of depriving himself of deep vibrant blue. He tries to will the tears threatening to fall away but Kaito’s gaze is so warm and safe and so so alive that he couldn’t stop even if he tried.

“Oh Shinichi.”

Kaito’s voice is soft and gentle but it pulls something deep in Shinichi. It’s too much. Shinichi’s lips quiver, closes his eyes, and finally lets his tears flow.

And then after that is what you wrote!!! The part where Kaito wraps Shinichi in his arms and Shinichi starts sobbing and clinging onto him like a lifeline. Kaito whispering sweet nothings and reassurances that makes Shinichi hold onto him tighter. And when Shinichi chokes back his tears to whisper back, “I just...I can’t lose you, Kaito. I-I can’t,” Kaito finds himself fighting back his own tears.

AAAAHHHHH ANON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR THIS GOOD FUCKING FOOD <3333333

#kaishin #kudou shinichi #kuroba kaito #dcmk #detective conan #dc prattles #replies #THE WAY I MADE MYSELF ACTUALLY CRY OVER THIS LMAO #are u happy now anon #loljk i love you anon thank you sm for the kaishin brainrot i love it sm ;-;#ngl this kinda sappy but i also like it that way so lol #but dw i put the rly sappy sht under the cut LOL #i was listening to some fruits basket ost while writing this #mainly the ost mama said and momiji's violin piece #oh but mama said rly is one of my fave furuba osts #that sht makes me cry every time ;-;#anyways circling back to angsty kaishin brainrot #i just cant get enough of worried kaishins heehhehehehehehhe #as the saying goes #'it's not kaishin if theyre not injured and worrying over each other'#lol okay fine i just made that up but thats like my kaishin tagline LOL #in this case no injury yet but theres a very real threat looming and that's just as f ckng good!!!!!!#anyways send me more kaishin brainrot!! asks or dms i dont mind!!!!!!!#i just reply late sometimes!!!! lol #btw anon i didnt know how to factor in the heist so i just kept it vague LMAO SORRY #WAIT ANON I JUST REALIZED U CALLED ME KAISHIN BRAINROT GOD #this is the highest praise ive ever got i will add this on my resume THANK YOU

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hanafubukki · 2 years

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Convert Anon💜 here!!

Now i’m having children headcanon brainrot and sorry if this is something you don’t really like talking about(gonna put each kid headcanons with my simps in different asks to not make them too long and to give me a bit of room to ramble(sorry in advance))

Like, with Leona, I feel like his genes would be more dominant and so our kid probably has darker skin and hair but maybe my eyes(which are an icy blue/grey) and he would love to be around his dad and if this is when we’re still in school(vut married), well, Savanaclaw kinda all are protective of the small royal and Leona skips class more to watch our son(the teachers shake their head at him) or to join our class to watch him while we have to do things in alchemy

And with Divus and Crowley they absolutely dote on him and i feel like we get most of his clothes from father Divus and Crowley tries to spoil him but Divus says that since he had all this money before then why couldnt he make his pup’s(us) living situation better

And Ruggie being the trustworthy AND chaotic uncle is the best, he can be trusted to take care of him but also gonna teach him crime

Jack would probably be best babysitter cause the kid will be safe and watched over and Jack would try to teach the kid to always do what’s right and to go for justice and also maybe try to exercise with them(kid strapped to the chest as he goes on a morning jog or using the kid as a dumbbell)

Leona also would probably be really good during pregnancies with catering to our every need and cravings but also hate it when we wake up jn the middle of the night for ice cream and look like we would cry if we dont get any and carry our things to classes and maybe just join our classes cause he doesn’t want anything to happen to us and also just glares at Ace and Deuce and just ignores the teachers when they tell him to go to his own class and eventually they just give up and give him the work from his own classes and make him help us with projects

Also lots more cuddiling and marking cause we are caring royalty now, and we are his and no one is going to take his wife from him and also probably sends Ruggie to get lots of food from the cafeteria and eventually the first year geoup just comes to join us jn the gardens during lunch cause Leona is a territorial lion and they also are wanting to hang out with us and Leona is glaring at them the entire time while we eat and talk

I love fan babies! I have several for the twst characters that I want to post about but haven't had the chance to because I suck as naming characters 😭😭 the pain of it all. I have Lilias daughter and malleus daughter designed (he also has another son and daughter but they aren't names or designed yet 😭) no need to be sorry.

you have pretty eyes convert anonie, youre going to have several babysitter lined up. the staff and some of the nrc students will love to babysit when you two are busy.

divus is right you break fried bird, im going to kick your ass. sdjlkjkdjflkd

jack is trustworthy and you cant help but love him. you two can protect him no matter what. jack having a baby strapped to him is a sight to see lolol

Ace and deuce would be extra protective, I can see deuce treating you like glass and taking care of you. ace while he can be snarky and a little shit, with also take care of you and make sure you dont cry and beat everyone up.

leona eventually has to back off unless he wants and angry pregnant wife because you are not letting him see your friends lolol

#answered #anonie #💜convert anon #leona kingscholar x reader #kids au

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vilwil-brr · 2 years

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Hallo beloved :>

Just a short brainrot from like earlier i know this is just me and my case of maladaptive daydreaming BUT-

Polyamory is a thing in my opinion in the soulmate au that is double life

The thought of being the first one to figure out that you are tethered to grian and scar and not knowing how to tell them cuz theyre just them. The history they have..do you really wanna interfere with it?...

(i dunno why im trying to get better at writing i know it isnt better but i wanna try at least :'>)

Hope you have a nice day / evening beloved

(Ayyy ay ay! Zip! Pshsshshhs! don’t say that! Writing takes time and effort and practice, as does anything! What matters is if you like and want to do it, keep practicing and keep going!)

It wasn’t difficult to realize just who you were bound to when you grouped up so early. Grian tripped and took some damage, and you felt the stinging on your knee. Scar got punched by Joel and you felt it just the same, a bruise to match already starting to form.

And you saw just how Grian felt his side where Scar was punched, where you felt the blunt pain. Saw just how he yelled so loud you’re surprised Scar didn’t hear him, angry and aggravated.

Maybe you should have said something then. But it’s been several days since and Grian hasn’t even talked to Scar, who’s happy enough to do his own thing, and well - what do you even say at this point?

It’s not like their soul bond was surprising. They gravitate towards each other, for better or for worse. They’ve always had something special, ever since these games started, since they took off for the desert and didn’t look back. There’s a history, there’s a weight there, something cosmic in the way they’re brought back together again and again.

And, well…just how are you supposed to match up to that?

Grian asks if you want to build with him, maybe help him get Scar to join, and for all your self doubts you can’t find it in you to say no. You laugh and help him build up walls, and ignore the twisting in your stomach when you talk about how he’s going to tell Scar.

It’s easy to ignore that the same cosmic forces that brought them together also brought you in. With the way you gravitate towards them, no matter your second guessing and worry, it’s not that surprising.

That doesn’t make it easy. It doesn’t mean you tell them about your splitting headache when Grian comes back with Scar in tow, the two of them in a similar pain. It doesn’t mean you catch the way they look at you when the sun sets and you settle down to rest, worried and half in love already.

You’ll tell them tomorrow, you think, telling them goodnight before laying down in the grass.

You’ll tell them tomorrow.

#I’m not editing this im closing my eyes and hitting post #this ends fantastically when the miscommunication ends btw. the three of you enjoy being soul bound and live your best life #sorry this took a hot sec right after I was like ‘haha send in an ask for a quick response!’ something came up lol #villain.ask #bookmark anon #sfw.brr #g.brr #s.brr

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publicuniversalenemy · 2 years

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this post has been bouncing around my head for a while i think. so like feel free to ignore me but. fuck. skincare culture fucking disgusts me. rambling vent below the break.

this is coming from probably the silliest skincare boy you will ever know. ive been in to this shit since middle school and to be perfectly frank i have no intentions of stopping now but like. shit man. i am genuinely nauseated by the amount of brainspace and energy i have dedicated to this shit. i am nauseated by the hyperconsumption and products and how readily i let this messaging get shoved down my fucking throat and imprinted on my brain. i think about it constantly. the past several days with no fucking exaggeration i have thought about sunscreen alone more than anything else. more than food, more than my upcoming top surgery, more than enjoying my time abroad, more than the anarchist literature im trying to read (believe me yes, i do see the fucking irony in calling myself an anarchist whilst willingly sucking down rancid capitalist propaganda that only teaches me that my body’s largest organ is unacceptable as is). it makes me want to fucking cry when i consider how much time, how much goddamn life, i have put into combing through product reviews and digital magazines and ingredient lists and the virtual shelves of sephora and ulta and sokoglam and ohlolly and target and and and FUCK. the money i have splashed out on products that dont work, hell, on products that DO work. makeup is one thing. i dont feel ‘better’ or more like myself with makeup on, not anymore. its just fun little trimmings and an aesthetic choice i make sometimes. and i fuss with my hair like once a week, on wash day. but skincare. fucking SKINCARE. not to be dramatic but my soul feels fucking contaminated by this bullshit. maybe the worst part is that i thoroughly enjoy every fucking second of it. the day i willingly chose to skip my serums or toners or essences or lotions or WHATEVER, not out of chronic illness-related fatigue but by CHOICE?? the day i chose to leave the house without a lick of sunscreen, without having even rinsed my face? that will be the day i have won. but i really cant fathom that happening. because goddamnit its soothing. because it makes me feel good and happy and like ME. like its a part of my fucking identity or something. and that is sickening. utterly disgusting. and its not totally on me that i drank the fucking coolaid but i have to take SOME responsibility for my wellbeing, right? like this is actively harming me mentally. theres no way in hell that it isnt. it doesnt fucking matter that it feels joyful cuz its fucking. poison. and i hate to use this term but there is no alternative that really does it justice. its brainrot. pure and fucking simple. like at what point do i need professional help with this shit. cuz i know i NEED to give this up. i NEED to radically and fundamentally change the way i see/experience/think about/understand/whatever my skin. like there is no question about it anymore. but even THINKING about that makes me feel deeply and horrifically panicky. but i am hopeful because this nausea is new. i think this is the first step in reconfiguring my mindset. but shit man this is gonna be rough. and thats what i think about that. : \

#sorryyyyyyy yall i am kinda going thru it #aaannd the moment i hit post im back to my regularly scheduled Thinking About Products jfc #whatever the fuck #glitch don't look

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cookinguptales · 1 year

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Seeing you mention you jump at the chance to talk about fics youve written made me think "Ah i didnt know this person i follow writes, let me see if theres any stuff i wanna check out" only to open your ao3 and discover... my god have you done Work for the Karabita community. I was hardcore obsessed with Karabita for several years and then i kinda faded out, there werent alot of fics out there when i was into it, and now i can tell im about to fall back in to the Karabita brainrot hole, thankyou in advance for that.

huhhhh I'm not sure what to tell you! I started writing it right after the first season ended, so I think my work was probably around when you were into the pairing! Maybe you just didn't like my style, haha.

(And that's fine, too! It wasn't for everyone.)

I didn't really love the direction the second season took so I stopped writing the pairing at that point, but mannnnn was I hardcore into writing OTT feelings for the dumbest show on earth at one point. It really had a way of being idiotically stupid dick jokes 97% of the time but that last 3% would punch you in the face with feelings.

(Much... like my current fandom.)

But yeah, I was so into the idea of these two broken people healing for each other's sake and learning to make a home together. I just ignored the last episode of s1, much like the rest of fandom. haha.

I think it also helped that no matter how fucking weird I went, I couldn't go any weirder than the show did.

Yeah, though. Now that I'm looking at my AO3 stats for this pseud, if you added together my 2nd and 3rd most commonly written fandoms (WWDITS and Sleep No More at 18 and 17 fics respectively), added them together, then doubled that... you'd get my output for karabita. Especially bc there were a few ficlets I don't think ever made it to AO3.

It was kind of a weird time in my life and I was really stressed (it was right around my senior year of college) so I spent a lot of time writing for ask games and stuff. There's something soothing about writing crack fic taken deadly serious. lmao

Anyway! If you do read it and you ever wanna talk, it would be fun to take a stroll down memory lane. Some of those fics were... not great, but some of them I'm still reasonably proud of. I think my soul mark and hanahaki fics were the most popular? But I'm still partial to the flower shop AU and the Kingdom Hearts crossover that literally no one asked for. (And...... they didn't really like it, either. lmao)

....yeah, saying it all like that, my output really was as weird as the show was sometimes. Canon AUs are such fun to play with. lmao. Like I literally wrote a Bat Boy fusion once. And you know what? It was good! haha

#lmao I literally translated some of the mobile game stuff and the karabita short story for that fandom too #it's such a good thing that oso wasn't airing while I was in japan because I would have gone broke #I was a Karamatsu Girl but also an Ichimatsu Girl #I still can't really explain it all lmao #what a weird fandom to get so into #burned brightly and then burned out tho #and now I'm in wwdits hell #replies #ososan

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a-slut-for-smut · 2 years

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one more time anon, this time with more FEELING all in due time, my dear "anon"

in my defense its another dummy thicc, chonky boi chapter, probably double the length of the last BUT im clockin in at double digit smut scenes (not even including the nanamei one lol) so hopefully that makes up for the delay esp for anyone needin dat gojohime smut 😁

As far as an update tho, i wanna say its like...85% there? It's really those pesky parts- what do you writers call them? plot? - that are holding me back. Also dedicated a good chunk giving love to the relationship between my fav homegirls Uta, Mei and Shoko. It's usually the case in shounen manga that the women get shafted as far as backstory/character development so my brainrot wanted to do right by them. Anyway, have a little preview for the time being (and Ao3 link if you missed this smutty dumpster fire of a fic):

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The Annual teachers conference commences in Tokyo as usual, the students are sent home for a long weekend while the faculty makes assessments and updates in regards to overall student performance and the like. Utahime threatens Gojo not to address their relationship in public or he will severely regret it; he concedes but despite his blindfold she can feel all his eyes boring into her in every shared meeting they have. She chooses to ignore it, eager to catch up with the girls. They meet at their usual spot at the fountain for lunch, chatting lightly about the students and work in between bites.

As they finish eating, Mei Mei suddenly turns to Utahime with a playful glint in her eye.

“So, how was that baseball date with Gojo? Was it, how would you say, a home run?

Utahime narrows her eyes; Mei Mei being Mei Mei with not minding her business- her bloody crows were freaking everywhere. This time though, she’d play along.

“Yah. Ended with a grand slam. Good game.” She replies boredly. Shoko chuckles as she lights a cigarette.

“Oh!” Mei smiles deviously. “Well, that's good to hear. So…will there be uh, repeat games? I get the impression the star player swings a mean bat, really knows how to put on a show.”

Utahime rolls her eyes; already tired of Mei’s obsession with pun games.

“Well, you know me. Large penis is always welcome.”

As Mei laughs at her candor while Shoko nods in silent approval; completely unfazed at Utahime’s admission. She had been well aware of the undeniable sexual tension between her and Gojo for years and it was only a matter of time.

“Indeed! But is that all it is then?” Mei inquires coyly.

Utahime shrugs. “Good d*ick is good d*ick. What more needs to be said? Besides…” Utahime continues with a mischievous grin of her own, “…I could ask you the same about Nanami-kun. He plays a little golf, doesn't he? How’s his stroke game? I imagine he serves a hole in one every time.” She wiggles her eyebrows. Oh, how she relished serving Mei a taste of her own medicine.

It’s Mei’s turn to narrow her eyes. “My dear Uta, I don't know what in heaven’s name you’re talking about.”

Shoko’s eyes widened at the recent development. “You and Nanami??? My god, you two…I should call the cops, I can’t believe I'm friends with a bunch of cradle thieves.”

All three laugh at that when suddenly Gojo bursts onto the scene out of nowhere.

“HEY LADIES! What’s so funny? Whatcha talking about???” He inquires in his trademark singsong voice. “Anything interesting???”

“Gojo!” Utahime hissed. “What the hell- how long have you been here? Were you spying on us again???”

“No! I just got here, honest!” He lied through his teeth, having heard everything.

Utahime moves to interrogate but Mei interjects before they can continue their lovers' quarrel.

“Yes, we were discussing some very interesting topics. Rumor has it you hang monster dong Gojo, care to elaborate?” She inquired saccharinely with a sly grin.

I WILL CUT THIS BITCH!!! Utahime screeched internally; it took everything in her power to school her face into a neutral expression and remain tight-lipped. She would not give Mei Mei the pleasure of a dramatic outburst.

Gojo rubs the back of his head uncomfortably. “Well, you know what they say…its a LONG story, heh.”

Shoko chimes in. “We’ve got time. We’ve got 40 minutes until the next conference meeting.”

All three ladies look up at Gojo expectantly.

“Uh,” he chuckles nervously. “…come on now, what exactly am I to you girls? Just some giant, walking, talking d*ick?”

The women stare at him blankly for an uneasy two seconds as a gentle breeze whistles past, before they slowly turn towards each other. Upon eye contact they all erupt in a howling fit of hysterical laughter.

“SENPAI- NO, ALL OF YOU- SO MEAN!!!!” Gojo cried, throwing his arms up dramatically.

“Come on Gojo, you totally set yourself up for that one!” Shoko retorts, wheezing.

“Oh Gojo-kun,” Utahime taunts, tone full of mirth, “take your clothes off like a good little bitch boy, and come give mama some of that sweet, sweet meat.” She slaps her inner thighs enthusiastically in a cackling fit.

The women roar with raucous laughter; Gojo a daunted witness to them wheezing and falling over each other with an expression that could only be described as a shocked Pikachu face as the author lacks any discernible writing talent.

#gojohime #gojo satoru #iori utahime #mei mei #ieiri shoko #nanami kento #nanamei #sugushoko #originally i had implied sugushoko but i moved it to another scene where it fit better but ill still tag it #nanami x mei mei #suguru x shoko #jjk fanfic #jujustu kaisen #jjk #gouta #gojo x utahime

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cognitosclowns · 2 years

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heya, it’s the apartment-anon again!! i saw your reply,, and tbh i’m having some A.B brainrot as well,,, like???? the robot dude w/ an abundance of plants??? my heart…its melting…oh no…….

but yeah i’d really like to see your stuff on A.B’s apartment!!! maybe how his s/o would react to it as well!!

OOH WHAT IF HE GETS A CAT

gah this is too cute!!!! <3333

- 🌱 anon [i guess that works for a long-term name lol]

GUH <333 GHUH <333 GGHHHGHHH <3 THIS IS GONNA BE LONG AGAIN IM SORRY-

SFW BELOW

(OH AND HERES THE PREVIOUS ASK)

OH GOODNESS <3333 THIS ASK IS GIVING ME SUPREME BRAINROT <333

JUST <333 listen his apartment is pretty small all things considered bc he,, doesn't really need much?? BUT ALSO ITS WAY BIGGER THAN ANYTHING HE'S USED TO??

Like esp if he's Mobile and Repaired it feels,, almost wrong having so much empty space to move around in??? Like at least in the Basement Lab has the background noise of computer terminals and pipes n stuff but,,, his apartment is uncannily quiet??

THIS MEANS HE LEAVES THE WINDOW OPEN AT ALL TIMES. Hearing the sounds of the city?? is so soothing. Also its completely new to him?? <33 so like for the first few nights he just kinda,, sits by the window and listens to the world while he reads.

MNSDMSD I MENTIONED THIS IN THE TAGS OF THE PREVIOUS POST THAT LIKE,, he has this Very Bad Habit of picking things up and then placing them somewhere else that is,, Very Percarious??

BC HES A ~PERFECT AI~ SO LIKE,, he can balance shit perfectly and then balance MORE shit on top of THAT shit and now you can't access the window bc theres smth resembling Modern Art in the way

AND OF COURSE, in his hubris he accidentally like,, stumbles a bit and that Slight Vibration causes several Piles Of Books And Trinkets to come clattering down >:( he'll still insist it was from Myc being too loud

OH SPEAKING OF MYC-

AB is a heavy sleeper he is a very heavy sleeper he could probably sleep through a fucking atom bomb but somehow Myc always seems to wake him up at like 3 am with his nonsense

LISTEN HE DIDNT MEAN TO PUT HIS ARM THROUGH THE WALL, IT JUST KINDA HAPPENED

He woke up suddenly and went to,, Bat On The Wall To Tell Him To Shut The Fuck Up and in his half-awake tizzy forgot that he has super strength and.... well

I mean at least Myc shut off his music after so he considers it a resounding success

YES HIM GETTING A LITTLE KITTEN <33

he didn't even get her on purpose - he noticed her climbing along his windowsill and,,, well he couldn't just leave her out there, she could fall and hurt herself and shes just so tiny it would be cruel to leave her out in the snow all alone and Oh No He Has A Cat Now??? When Did This Happen >:(

She's this,, tiny little white Cornish Rex?? No matter how much he feeds her she stays vv thin and lanky lmao.

Her 'Official Name' is Piper, (as in the Pied Piper bc,,, Jesus Christ He's Pretty Sure She's Killed Half The Rats In Virginia At This Point With How Many She Keeps Leaving Around. She takes after her dads homicidal tendencies I guess)

(ALSO,,, PRINCESS <33 bc she IS his little princess <333 yea he coos little endearments at her but he would never admit that lmao)

She perches as high as she can and just,, stares at everything. It unnerves ppl and he loves it <333 ITS THOSE BIG OL EYES, ALWAYS SUPER SHARP. The only time they get all Big is when she's being ignored and decides Fathers Ankles Need To Be Swiped For This Crime >:(

she doesn't audibly purr but,, like,, when you pet her you can feel her vibrating?? HE ADORES IT <333

YOURE 99% SURE THAT CAT HAS IT OUT FOR YOU THOUGH. LIKE SHE KEEPS GROWLING AT YOU WHEN YOURE JUST,, EXISTING. THIS BATTLE IS NEVER-ENDING SORRY LMAO.

THE PLANTS WERE,, ANOTHER THING THAT JUST KINDA HAPPENED.

It started with Brett getting him a little succulent to 'break in the new home', and he got used to taking care of it and,,, so when Elliot needed to get rid of a few old houseplants to make room for a new desk of course AB was the first one to ask and-

I MEAN HIS PLACE IS GORGEOUS, JUST,,, A BIT CLUTTERED LMAO.

It really does feel like a greenhouse <333 theres plants wherever he can stick them. You're pretty sure he'd have dandelions growing out of the floorboards if you gave him the chance.

LIKE YOU CAN STILL MOVE AROUND BUT YOU ALWAYS WORRY YOU'RE GONNA KNOCK OVER HIS TULIPS OR SMTH. He's very proud of everything and you can practically see him resisting the urge to start explaining all the intricacies of growing each of them.

MSNDMSD ILL CUT THIS OFF HERE BC ITS ALREADY GETTING LONG <333 BUT AAA I ADORE THIS IDEA SO MUCH. ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE.

#YALL ARE INDULGING ME TOO MUCH RECENTLY SMDNSMN <3333 AAAAA I AUDIBLY SQUEALED WHEN I SAW THIS ASK <333 GOD <33 #PLANT ANON YOU HAVE THE MOST MASSIVE BRAIN I AM DELIGHTED #STOP ENCOURAGING THIS BEHAVIOR LMAO IF THESE POSTS KEEP GETTING LONGER ILL END UP WITH A NOVEL #alpha-beta #robotus alpha-beta #sfw #fluff #inside job #alpha-beta x reader #robotus alpha-beta x reader #also eventually he probably gets a... Very Stupid Exotic Shorthair who constantly tumbles over himself <333 #names him Macavity bc he's.. orange ish but turns out he's actually vv clumsy n stupid <3333 #GUH THIS WAS CUTE I LOVED IT #me : oh no im posting too much ab #yall : *three ab asks back to back*#pspspspsp roboromancers cmere ab is being endearing again #when piper is getting into smth he just.. gently grabs her face and stares blankly at her like a tired parent. they just blink at eachother #for a bit and then he lets go smdnsmd

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free-pancakes · 3 years

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here's part 2 to the levihan marvel au drabble! im HOOKED help it's not even funny the brainrot hello

part 1 here

“This feels wrong.”

Hange’s hands reached for another arrow.

“Do I... know these people?”

Voices yelled her name, but she didn’t recognize them. Her own ears couldn’t tell if they were familiar or not.

Hange watched her own arrows pierce the hearts of the people in her path, destruction—her mind told her she was winning, but her heart didn’t agree.

She walked away from the scene, a bad feeling lingering in her hand as she gripped her bow close. Unsure of where she was heading, her mind told her to continue, until she reached an unfamiliar location under the cover of night.

A van drove up, and a man with blonde hair and glasses emerged from it—she felt herself salute immediately.

“Agent Zoe, your next task—eliminate Agent Ackerman,” Zeke announced coldly.

Hange paused. It felt as though her soul was split in two—her mind ordered her to go, hopping into the van. But once again, at the same time, something didn’t feel right.

“Ackerman?”

——

Levi revved his motorcycle as he sped through the streets. He stared up, dusk’s blend of purple and orange reminding him of Hange, happy and bright—he choked back tears.

As he gripped the handlebars tighter, an aching pain tugged at the skin of his knuckles, reminding him of the mess he left Erwin and Moblit in. He had been so kind to gift them both a black eye before Petra and Oluo successfully managed to hold him back. And though he felt bad… he didn’t regret it—it has been 5 days since Hange has been gone. 5 whole days. And he knew it wouldn’t have happened if they were together. They had always been safer together.

But the lingering thought set up shop in his mind—Zeke had a powerful grip on her mind and he had her well-being riding on his shoulders.

News searches, and finding that fellow agents have fallen by Hange’s own arrows had been his only clues to her whereabouts. He wasn’t sure how he was going to find her, but he wouldn’t stop until he did. She saved him, and he’d only do the same for her.

——

Under the cover of night, Levi continued to ride his motorcycle throughout the city around locations Hange was recently seen in, when suddenly a loud backfire sounded from behind him.

“Hange??” He yelled in surprise as she sped in on a motorcycle right on his tail.

He didn’t expect Hange to be the one finding him.

An explosion blasted from his side.

And of course, she was heavily armed.

Levi ripped through the streets as Hange remained close behind him, the smell of burnt rubber lingering through the air every sharp turn he made. Another arrow flew by his head, blasting the road in front of him—luckily he was able to drive away just in time before concrete and asphalt could pummel him. It gave her time to catch up to him, and for a moment, he caught a glimpse of her face.

In her eyes was a dark abyss, blank, unrecognizable. Devoid of all the light he ever knew her to be, no smile, no nothing.

It shook Levi to his core.

Distracted, he missed another arrow of hers shooting right at him, and had to jump off the motorcycle to dodge it safely. Levi fell and skidded onto the concrete, yelling out as his skin slid on the rocks.

He was thrown for a loop seeing Hange—relieved to see her again, but simultaneously pained. But, he shook himself out of it. Luckily it was late and no citizens were out and about, but he didn’t want to risk it. So, he made desperate moves to lead himself and Hange at least a little outside the city limits, and he knew just where to go. He ran swiftly back to his motorcycle, and sped down the road towards the docks. A few tears streamed down his face as he rode—whether it was from the road burn or seeing Hange, he wasn’t sure.

——

He led Hange to an abandoned facility just outside the city limits, hopping out to run inside—it’d prevent her from using the explosive arrows in the tight space.

Levi crept through the metal stairs, memories of one of their previous missions ending here on his mind. He hoped the location would stir some memories for her as well. As he searched for higher ground to gain vision for himself, he should have expected Hange to be this fast. There she was, standing on the other side of the metal grate walkway, hanging several floors above ground.

The silence was deafening—he stared at her dark, blank eyes again as they made eye contact—stirring something desperate in Levi.

“Hange, it’s me,” he stuttered, unsure of how to snap her out of it. She ignored his words and pointed her bow at him. Levi dodged as it flew towards him, sliding to swipe her off her feet with a kick.

But the mind-wiping didn’t erase her muscle memory dodging Levi’s go-to move.

She stepped down on his ankle with perfect timing, but he propelled his torso upwards to grab at her bow. He yanked down to bring her to the floor, the metal walkway they were on beginning to swing wildly. The two of them slid and rocked back and forth, tumbling over each other as each tried to gain the upper hand.

“Hange, it’s me, Levi!” He yelled as they struggled. Hange once again ignored his plea, and finally freed herself. To Levi’s surprise, she did the unexpected. He recognize her pulling an explosive arrow, and she aimed it right past him to blow the end of the walkway’s attachment to the ceiling. At this point Levi knew, Zeke had ordered her to kill him—she was not exactly being careful.

The two fell through the air, but Levi was able to ground himself on a platform, luckily catching Hange by the hand before she could fall and severely injure herself, her bow and bag of arrows falling a few stories below, landing with a crash. He took another hand and lifted her up onto the platform, and they began to fight once again. As always, their hand-to-hand combat was evenly matched, each blow matched with a block, every move countered. And like the first time they had ever fought, Levi found himself smiling, and he swore, he saw her smiling too.

It hit Levi like a ton of bricks—the mind-wiping didn’t erase her muscle memory earlier. The mind-wiping didn’t erase what lay in her heart.

And as though Hange was speaking to him, two words weirdly came to mind: “Cognitive recalibration—“

Levi almost laughed out loud as the phrase came to mind.

“Stupid four-eyes,” Levi let out as he remembered her bright voice telling him what that meant years and years ago:

“It means hitting someone really hard in the head, Levi!”

He blocked another punch from Hange, and swung towards her head, but she dodged too quickly. So Levi did the unexpected, tackling her, and her head hit the railing.

Hange yelled out, her hands reaching up to stabilize her head.

“L-Levi?” She said, making Levi’s gut wrench hearing her say his name once again.

Her eyes were still in a daze, not fully there. So Levi decided the safest move…

“Sorry, Hange,” he whispered as he elbowed her in the head, knocking her out cold.

Levi paused, breathing heavily, exhausted. With his sleeve, he wiped the blood dripping from his nose as he stood. He looked down at Hange, and tears of relief fell down his face. He pushed the hair from her face, and kissed her softly on the forehead. Safe.

Levi picked her up, balancing her on his back, letting her head rest on his shoulder. He let himself smile, and climbed down to collect her bow and arrows. He just hoped that it worked, and that her beautiful mind would return shortly.

——

Hange woke, her mind spinning, like she had been riding a crazy roller coaster for days. Her thoughts were cloudy, and she couldn’t hold her head up properly. She groaned, a prickly headache coming on. When she tried moving, she gradually realized her arms were bound to whatever she was sitting on—the word infirmary lit up at the door nearby her, and she tried to ground herself. But, screams of comrades sounded in her brain, broken images of destruction flashed before her eyes before she could focus.

“Are these memories or dreams?” She thought, but it’s like she knew deep down, she wouldn’t be waking up from a nightmare anytime soon. Tears streamed down her cheeks as memories from the past few days became clearer and clearer in her mind.

“Hange…”

Hange looked up, her eyes still dazed.

“You’re gonna be alright.”

Levi stood up, crouching down to look at into her eyes at her level. He almost smiled—she was coming back.

“How do you know I’ll be okay??” She yelled. “I’m still trying to get Zeke out,” she whispered, sweat hugging both sides of her face. Then, Hange continued to cry: “Levi, how… how many agents did I… did I—” “Hange, don’t.” He grabbed her hand and squeezed. “Don’t do that to yourself, Hange. It was Zeke’s doing, not yours.”

She breathed heavily.

“It’ll take some time to level out, Hange. Rest.”

Still trying to find her mind again, she barked back—“Do you know how it feels to be separated from yourself, have your brain played with, unmade??”

Levi paused—she didn’t even know how strong her heart was, that it almost overcame Zeke’s mind wiping even without his help. She didn’t know how powerful she really was.

“…You know I do.”

Hange muttered regretfully, “Sorry.”

Levi shrugged it off, eliciting an understanding smile from Hange.

“You know where Zeke is now?”

“No. But we’ll find him again, won’t we?” A devious grin appeared on Hange’s face. “I’d love to put an arrow through his stupid looking glasses.”

Levi sat down on the bed next to Hange, hands folded neatly in his lap.

“Now you’re sounding more like you.”

Hange smiled and laid her head on his shoulder.

“We’ll get him, Hange. Don’t worry.”

She turned upwards to face him from where her head lay—“What did Zeke do to you, Levi? I know you’re here for me, Erwin, Moblit… the rest of our close comrades. I have not doubt about that. But I never thought you’d ever really care to fight our war.”

Levi looked at his hands, bandages over the road burn from their fight, reminding him of the look of Hange’s eyes completely blank and unrecognizable in front of him. He couldn’t let Zeke walk around earth thinking he could get away with that.

Levi looked down at Hange, seeing only light and warmth dancing around her big brown eyes, a shy smile on her face making his heart happy.

“I guess… I’ve been compromised.”

#levihan #levihan fanfic #marvel au #mcu au #levihan fanfiction #omgomgomgogm im screaming #oh gosh #ok #im so hooked this isnt even ok #i am not ok no no no #levihan as hawkeye and black widow is just a;sldkfasdlkfj #help

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fishybehavior · 3 years

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girl help, I'm caught up in my own brainrot for a slowburn plasma fic au, where Jay is a fanfic writer and Kai just wants to understand what Starfarer is

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Logging into his Readdit account, Jay looked through the usual memes and updates on the Starfarer's thread. Throwing his comments and memes around. Chuckling at the weird theories and crack idea’s near the bottom. He was about to sign off and check up on some friends when an alert popped on his screen. A message from his friend, one of the mods on the board.

“Lol. check this out ur always complaining about having no one to talk to” It read, a link to a post, posted several hours before. It must’ve been buried underneath everything else.

“Looking for someone to explain the goddamn lore of this stupid show” The title stated, it explained that the poster had a little brother into the show, but they couldn’t understand any of the lore. “Looking for someone patient with internet illiterate dorks.” Raising an eyebrow at the odd description, he looked at the comments below to see that the poster was the first comment, listing ways to contact them.

“Ignore the internet illiterate comment, my stupid sister put it in and i dont know how to change it.” Jay couldn’t help but chuckle, looking at the two ways of contacting this poster he decided to do Disharmony, it was the easiest way anyway.

“eyo!! i saw ur post on readdit

im always free if u got questions about the fandom or the lore :]”

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Hours later, Jay was scrolling through Rumblr when he heard the oh so familiar, yet annoying, ding of Disharmony. Sharing the fanart he was looking at, he switched over to the app, looking to see if it was his friends screaming over his new rewrite ideas. But no, it was a message from a barely familiar name, $hougun1987, the guy with the Readdit post.

“hey”

“yello, how u being? :)” Jay responded quickly.

“uhhhhhhh, fine i guess.”

Jay hummed, he didn’t want to scare him off, but the guy didn’t seem comfortable. “So u want to know more about starfarer?”

He watched nothing happen for a second, then the small writing icon appeared. Jay had set his to be a bluebird, it slowly flapped its wings as he waited for the guy to reply.

“yeah my lil bro is super into it. Loves to talk about it, but i dont understand a thing he says about it”

Jay nodded in understanding; he wanted to share the show with many of his friends too. But after the third death in the second season and the weird time travel episode that messed with a lot of the timeline, he always ended up losing them in the confusion.

“its pretty awesome ur willing to try and understand it most find it pretty duanting”

“i dont care if it is you should see his face light up when he talks about it, all I want is to understand half of what hes saying he’ll light up so much more when he can talk about it to someone” They responded immediately, Jay was shocked about the passion in his words.

“if u dont mind me asking why r u asking for someone to explain it? theres plenty of vids about it”

“You cant ask videos questions”

“Comments?”

“They all speak gibberish too Imm stubborn and suck at learning I just need a person who can go slow and can answer questoins"

Jay blinked, this almost seems too perfect. Someone who wanted all the details, and was willing to listen to him ramble about every aspect of the show he had been hyper-fixating on for almost two years now? AND was going to ask questions. . .

He couldn’t pass this up, even his own friends in the community were tired of listening to him ramble about the show.

“we’ll, honestly, my dude, this sounds like a great project id be more than happy to help if u want me” Jay responded, not trying to sound too excited.

“sounds good how about we start tomorrow? ill message u”

“Yee! what ur name btw?”

“what!?! im not giving you my name!!”

Chuckling he quickly responded, “i dont want ur name, just wanna know what to call u we’re going to be chatting for a while it’d be awkward to call u dude the whole time”

There was a pause, and for a second Jay was worried that he scared him off, but then the app dinged as he responded.

“shogun, call me shogun”

Grinning from ear to ear, Jay replied. “hi shogun, im plasma :)”

#ninjago #kjerfnklejfnc #new fic idea #kai ninjago #jay ninjago #:P #fic #:D #what id i just made jay me

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themidnightpanda · 3 years

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Been feeling that Brainrot again (ft. Sanders Sides)

Rambles with various theories, unedited, ahead. You are warned.

Yalls already know this theory about the dark sides being the "see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil" thing, based on a picture series in the nostalgia episode that seems not to relate to anything they were talking about, while the rest of the pictures there WERE talking about what was spoken of.

basically, the theory said that janus is the speak no evil one, remus is hear no evil, and the last side, orange, is see no evil. I think, with the fact we saw logans eyes flash orange when he yelled at remus to stop ignoring him in wtit, along with the fact the only other time we saw any glimpse of the orange side was the "hello" in selfishness vs selflessness redux, it could be a side that demands attention. a sort of "notice me" kind of thing.

because while remus is being weird, its not because he wants to hurt thomas, and janus was actively working to make thomas feel better in svsr.. so a side that works on a goal of getting thomas attention would work interestingly

[going to an entirely different theory bc ahah]

other theory I have builds on how so far each "dark side" seems to be working against something built by a "light side" - patton has janus working against him several times. roman and remus are literally mirrors of one another (and, another thing - these guys all have the opposing colors of each other. red and green, blue and yellow... do you see where I'm going?)

so what if the other side is opposing logan (because dark blue and bright orange oppose each other - I have whole characters based on this color scheme)?

I think, for this theory, that orange would be some sort of.. impulse. again working FOR thomas, even if he doesn't always want that help, like other dark sides do (because, remember, they were nicknamed that by roman, who has a hard time accepting things arent black and white like they are in the fairytales he builds! none of the dark sides refer to themselves as that - even virgil, when he admits to being one, says he was "one of the others", not a dark side.)

because personality traits and parts of a person can never be truly good or bad. they can be annoying (like my tendency to rant), but you can clearly see them all trying their best. so, a side that wants thomas to be appreciated at the cost of seeming needy, annoying, and, yes, "selfish", just like the episode they introduced themself in. its not bad to want attention, but... just saying!

I should also say that both these theories take into consideration the way sides interact with each other. a “selfish” sort of need for attention would make roman feel like he’s being annoying, and probably help him sort... whatever he has going on. because you saw how he gives up things he wants in order to be “good” for thomas. he’s done it quite a bit in the last few episodes, and we see how every time he goes out of that line something bad happens. he needs to learn to be loved for who he is since there’s certainly something up.

however, on the other hand, the other theory seems just as much, if not more, likely. not only would a side that works on impulse worry virgil and annoy logan to no end, I can see them getting along with roman in a way that annoys logan because they never take things seriously (never take him seriously)... and we did kinda work through most issues the other “light sides” have with their opposites. we didn’t even address logans problems beyond “nobody takes me seriously” and we all know it goes much deeper than this.

either way Im calling orange side Lamppost until we get their name-

anyways, yeah, Ive been panda, welcome to my TEDtalk rant about this webseries. uh. Id like it if ppl reblogged this. I usually dont really care if u just like stuff, it still makes me feel fuzzy, but I do want this one to be seen, on the off chance either theory makes it to be canon.

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alberivh · 3 years

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HAHA HELLO

it is i 🦜 BACK WITH BRAINROTS. tiny drabble no motivation to write lol

kaeya and you in the tavern. he buys drinks for you both, enjoys it, talks to you, etc etc. it’s an enjoyable night! fun socialising and kaeya makes funny jokes, compliments your appearance and probably is a bit drunk—

it’s a nice night until he’s propped out of his delusion by diluc, who reminds him that you’re not there anymore. kaeya refuses to believe it because he misses you a lot. he doesn’t want to think about your death. he doesn’t want to think about how he is the cause of your death, he doesn’t want to think about how if he was one second quicker, he would’ve been able to save you.

he continues to fall in this repetitive schedule of drinking and deluding himself into thinking you’re still here. he doesn’t want to believe you’re gone.

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I SAW YOUR ASK WHEN I WAS IN SCHOOL SO I COULDN’T REPLY IT AS FAST AS I COULD SO IM SORRY BUT HERE KAMISSIISUWUDHWHD

classic old major character death,, hm, what if kaeya’s s/o died out of a severed ilness that kaeya ignored instead of a gruesome death? So they’re slowly dying but kaeya just ignore it, thinking it was just a slight fever or so. He asked if you’re okay or sort, but he doesn’t seem worried for a bit. ‘It’s just a fever, they wouldn’t die from it’. And at some-days when you asked him if it’s alright to keep the schedule up-tight, since you have no energy to even laid out from the bed, kaeya got pissed. “Look, i know you’re still sick but you always keep the schedule tight for me and it pisses me off, don’t you understand that?” “Kaeya, i didn’t mean to—“ “you mean to do it. Don’t explain your reason any longer, i won’t bother to see you and your sickness. Get a quick recovery already” even if those word stings, it pains you how kaeya don’t even visit you till weeks now and how he never send you letters any longer makes you feel very complicated…?

your condition worsened and all you can do was to write as many as unsent letters to kaeya. You still want him to stay, you love him very much and you have no mean to make him feel abandoned. you wanted to explain what has been happening, ofcourse you want to! Theres no use on hiding something to your beloved ones. and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to not shed tears while you’re writing the letters. 2 weeks pass, no one is here any longer. Kaeya doesn’t even visit you any-longer. All you could ask before you finally be able to sleep was for kaeya to read your letters or just to find you again. You apologized night after night, wishing kaeya to visit you again. Just so you could hugged him or kiss him for the last time. So you could embraced him, to sleep into a wonderless realm and into a lovely void of pitch dark. “I miss you kaeya, i’m sorry for not being able to company you, i couldn’t bring myself to even walk sometimes and i hate that,…i love you kaeya, i love you. Do you know that..?” “Kaeya why aren’t you coming..i’m sorry if it was my fault that you got pissed or mad…i’m sorry”

“sorry for not being able to be a good lover for you kaeya, you deserve more than a sick

not that he knew at the same night he finally visit you again. All he could see is a sleeping corpse, drowning under the heavy sheets of the warm blanket. Eyes tilted and lips dry, a scrolling fresh tears are still in the painted face. He was late, he was. he doesn’t visit you since the beginning, kaeya didn’t even recognized the worsening symptoms, he doesn’t realized how nights after the sunset arise, you scrawl for his figure. you wanted kaeya to be here, to accompany you. It’s fine if he left you behind when you die, you just wanted to see your s/o to company you in this state. Dying alone seems like nightmare and thats how kaeya realized he has killed you slowly. Thus he began to construct your room, letting the flower bouquet he bought, gone waste. Thirty pieces of scattered Letters all over the floor as the only one standing are more appropriate enough. But kaeya ignore it, he keep all of it, he wanted to read your life. He wanted to apologize for not being able to follow you.

“Kaeya dearest, it’s been 2 weeks now..i hope you’re doing alright and i make something for you…it’s in the fridge…i waste my days and energy making you this! I hope you like it…it’s a classic strawberry shortcake. I know you like it very much..always have been. So i hope you could eat it and have a great day..!”

— (name) alberich

Kaeya never been so guilty than this time..he’s truly fucked. He doesn’t know where to begin, he just stay there and cry over your chest. Leading him to an endless numbness and eternal loneliness. You were so lonely when you die..you still love him for leaving you behind, is this a sin for the lovers to bare? Or is it just a foolish reason for him to forgave himself? All he knew he was too late, kaeya is a selfish and foolish brat. He knew that by heart, always. still, he never let those emotion flow. He never let you go. He holds onto your body, kissing your cheeks, feeling the sharp cold than grounded his figure. You haven’t been so warm to begin with, but kaeya has found you to be a figure of radiance. Your smile will brighten him through out the hazy days, so when he lost you…he lost everything that meant to be his, he lost his way to found another peace to called home.

atlas, diluc have always let his brother bought a free drink for the hallucinations of you. To let him slip into a dream, where he could have a second choice to love you again. Where he could accompanied you in this dead end.

Kaeya alberich die out of hallucination at the age of 56. 30 years after his s/o loosing. Regret never fully tripped him apart, only the memory of them that he remembered in his last breath.

#alberivh interaction space #🦜anon <3

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